I just realized I messed up my last little top of the page authors note. I meant Sunday the Twenty Fifth. And as you can see, I will only have one actual chapter and a prologue up. I'm kind of tired, but I will get this out. Starting Over is going to take a while to rewrite, so that won't happen for a while. I'm a very busy person and am working as much as I can. I still have school and stuff so…good luck to me.
This is about 3 months after the prologue, got it? Good.
One last thing before you venture into Edward's head…the Disclaimer.
Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns all twilight related characters, scenes, sayings and quotes.
I have seen her twice today. The first time, she was in the mirror in the bathroom. The second, she sat on my bed, staring after me as I left the room. She has said a total of three words in four months. Two were my name. The third was key. It doesn't make any sense to me. Whatever she is, we seem to be getting along better. She appears around the house a lot more, but never in front of my family. She communicates with me sometimes. The hand on the glass, a smile, a wave. It all sounds very strange. I'm still not sure if this is real, or if I'm insane.
Since it's a sunny Friday, we Cullens couldn't attend school. I decided I would play my piano. I haven't played it in a while. What made me wish to play? Some sort of tune that keeps haunting me. It plays over and over in my head, and I finally decided I wanted to write it down. I settled down at my piano, glancing around and making sure my family were off doing other things. The piano in the London house was in a room by itself and gave me privacy. I do miss that. But this piano was located in the living room.
I decided to play Esme's favorite to warm up. I haven't played in a few months do to this haunting girl. Her every move and word keeps replaying itself in my head. I believe she wants to tell me something, but she just won't come right out and say it. I sighed. I gave up pondering over the girl and began playing. My long white fingers flew over the ivory keys. I finished Esme's tune in record time and decided I would get this haunting song out of my head and onto some staff paper.
I cleared my head and dispelled all thoughts as I began playing. The tune was haunting, but it had a curious melody running through it. I wrote down a few notes and played the melody again. I continued playing the song and I finally added a piece to it. A small sound of realization. I realized the song sounded like a lullaby. I looked up from my piece, for no apparent reason. I glanced to my right. The beautiful angel sat next to me. I took to calling her an angel when I realized her gentle nature and just how extraordinarily beautiful she was. The angel looked at me, and transparent tears were rolling down her cheeks. I was stunned speechless.
"I…" I didn't know what to say. She was crying. Before I could recall my actions, I had reached a hand out, as if to wipe the tears away. I gently touched the area that would be her face, but it felt like I was touching silk. I could actually feel her skin. She was a ghost for crying out loud! Her downcast eyes, brightened and looked forward at me. They were shocked and surprised. I brushed my hand across her face, and the transparent tears fell away from her face. I was a little scared, and that was saying something me being a vampire and all.
"What are you doing Edward?" Esme, Alice, and Jasper were staring at me.
I withdrew my hand quickly and whispered, "Dust particle." I don't know if they understood what I meant but I didn't care. When I looked up, the beautiful angel was gone. Jasper looked at me like I was crazy. Weird, brother. Very weird. Why are you feeling so confused…and…wow. For the first time in forever, I feel a hint of lust coming off Edward dearest.
My eyes widened. Love? Nope. There was no way in the fiery torture of death that I was in love. Who could I be in love with? The angel. No way. She's an angel. I…I don't even know. Alice's eyes turned glassy and she was looking ahead into the future. I watched a vision play out in her head.
It was of me. I had my arms thrown tightly around someone. Wind whipped around the figure and I, and the leaves on the trees were orange and red. "I've missed you." A female voice whispered. "As have I." I replied. "I love you." She whispered. I repeated what she said.
The vision disappeared and I ran out of the room, faster than a bullet. I ran threw the forest and to the all familiar meadow. I needed time to think. I don't understand her vision. I've never liked anyone. Who could this mystery girl be. It couldn't be an angel, because I had my arms around flesh. A real, human person. Alice was screaming for me to get my ass back there. I wouldn't go though. I needed some time to think.
I reached the edge of the meadow and peered threw the trees. A white figure was lying in the meadow, her long mahogany tinted transparenty tresses flowing around her face as she lied on her back. I listened as she hummed something. My senses must have deceived me. The angel was here in my meadow, humming my song.
I walked at a humanly pace threw the tall green grass of the perfectly symmetrical meadow. I didn't know this angel's name, as she had never said anything other than key and Edward. So I used the only word I could think of to call her.
"Angel?"
She sat up faster than a bullet and was starring at me. A small smile graced her lips and she said. "Edward." as she tapped the grassy spot beside her. As I made my way over to her, something strange and supernatural happened. The angel turned from her transparent ghostly state to a fleshy human. I would have rode this off as dreaming, but vampires do not sleep. She saw the small flicker of emotion in my eyes and whispered to me as I sat down. "You see me as a humanoid, don't you?"
I just nodded.
Sorry it's so short. This is where I want to stop though. Just in case you are totally lost, be patient. Everything will be explained in the next chapter!
Humanoid-containing human like qualities.
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--A Twilight Sun
